Pamela Quezada
ENG 102
Professor Polish
23 March 2018
As she got up and put on her lingerie, she thought about how her life turned out, so much different than according to plan. She started packing what she needed, her uniforms, extra makeup, and platforms. The American dream was now far gone from her mind, just another damaged image from her past; but times had changed, she now had a new inspiration to look forward to now, for a better future. This was all for her. “This is for you my sunshine” she whispered under her breath. The sudden bell at the door interrupted her thoughts and she gathered her bags.
“I’ll see you soon my love.” She whispered as she kissed her daughter’s forehead. “Make sure she doesn’t stay up too long!” “Yes, Anna I’ll make sure of it!” reassured her sister. As she shut off her favorite part in the world, she sulked off towards the other part of her life she dreaded existed. And as she walked, her mind started to wander again. She never thought she would bother her sister again after the big fight, but life has different ideas sometimes. She never thought she would move to the city either, but some people can convince you with the promises of dreams, only to shatter them at your feet when the time comes. The city life can really have an impact on you when you realize just how serious the competition is, and how often you must deal with the negative people you have to meet along the way. As she neared the entrance, she looked up at the neon strip club sign and thought of how fast 2 years can pass by at this dreadful place. Just before stepping in she put on the most important part of her uniform, her mask to match the others.
The familiar smell of body odor and alcohol instantly hit her, along with the music echoing in the rooms. She headed off towards the back where her other co-workers were. “Anna!” Everyone greeted her. She looked around at the familiar females who still stood strong, unable to be completely knocked down by the life challenges thrown their way and cracked a smile. “Glad you’re finally here Anna.” A sinking feeling came over as she spun around to her see her manager walking towards her. “There’s a client in the back who specifically requested you.” A smile immediately ran away from her face for a second, but he knew she had to keep strong. She walked towards the back rooms where the more private dances were requested. Sitting in the room waiting was a man in his late 50’s, a suit, and a smug face making his ego shine. She sighed and started with a lap dance, following her normal routine. As she danced, he started speaking to her, really low so that only she would hear. “You know I’ve been admiring that pretty little body for a while now…” he started off. She brushed him off and continued. The more he talked, the more she ignored him, until he just had enough. “HEY!” he snapped. “You know any girl would be dyin to be in your shoes for this opportunity. What makes you think you’re so special??” So he said: “you ain’t got no talent if you didn’t have a face you wouldn’t be nobody”. And she said: “god created heaven and earth and that’s all that’s Black within them”. So he said: “you ain’t really no hot shit they tell me plenty sisters take better business than you”. And she said “on the third day he made chitterlings and all good things to eat and said ‘that’s good’”. So he said: “if the white folks hadn’t been under yo skirt and been giving you the big play you’d a had to come on uptown like everybody else.” And she relied: “then he took a big Black greasy rib from Adam and said we will call this woeman and her name will be sapphire and she will divide into four parts that simone may sing a song.” And he said: “you pretty full of yourself ain’t chu”. So she replied: “show me someone not full of herself and I’ll show you a hungry person.”
Reflection:
During the process of writing this fanfic, I learned how to write based on 3rd person, which was something I usually struggled with. It helped me strengthen my writing and it was something I enjoyed.